The Hunter fast pursuing prey, his thrush, The lady Luna; changing face of light. Her face is bright; she tries to hide the blush, But only yearns to see the Hunter's might. Above the world she stared at stars aghast; In constellation shining bright she found, Majestic, strong, the light his belt does cast; She gasped, her heart to his to now be bound. And nothing is the same; all now is changed, When first she saw his eyes their hands did twine. To touch the lights was real, their glance exchanged, The earth below; above their souls entwine. As...
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